Chapter 2290: Ice Clan Letters

It was like breaking through a wall.

With a bang, a roar came from the void, and Chu Yan's body fell straight.

The violent friction ignited raging flames all around, and at a glance, it

seemed as if a meteorite had fallen.

Chu Yan screamed fiercely, and his blood-colored wings spread out.

In an instant, the flame stretched for thousands of miles.

The wings flapped, and the surrounding flames immediately burst into the sky,

and the void was burnt and twisted.

The falling power was immediately stopped by Chu Yan.

Hovering in the air, Chu Yan looked around.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, as if being in the ruins of a fortress,

the sky is full of yellow sand, the setting sun is like blood, and there is a

desolate and reckless atmosphere everywhere.

As far as I can see, there are broken walls, crumbling, or directly collapsed.

Some are still intact, and some are just beams. The marks of knives and axes

are everywhere, and the black blood is everywhere.

This city seems to be too big.

Chu Yan hovered in the air, feeling like a drop in the ocean, terribly small,

and could never reach the end.

But vaguely, whether it is in the distance, the sky above the head and the

ground under the feet, there seem to be barriers, and there is a threat of

oppression everywhere.

If you are not a monk with great perseverance and great spirit, you will be

directly crushed into a lunatic and fool by the omnipresent aura here.

Although it seems that this place is deserted now, Chu Yan did not take it

lightly, let alone act rashly.

This is the trial of entering the ancient country's sect. This is the

ridiculous black and white building that makes the true fairyland monk

frighten by the wind. Even just the wind that blows may cause a true fairyland

monk to separate from flesh and blood, and turn into a thick bone. Will suffer

a big loss, and even die directly.

Chu Yan directly opened the way of wisdom, and divine consciousness surging

out like a tide.

Chu Yan never let go of every broken brick and tile, even every grain of

yellow sand.

Just as he was concentrating on exploring the surroundings, suddenly the void

behind him suddenly twisted.

A jet black spear, with a deep chill, came out out of thin air, like

lightning, piercing hard behind him.

Huh! The spear penetrated Chu Yan's body.

But Chu Yan's body immediately turned into an afterimage, and was torn into

pieces by the vigorous force shaken by the spear.

At the next moment, Chu Yan's figure appeared again.

What had just been pierced was just a ghost left after he escaped into the

void.

Raising his hand, five fingers shone sharp golden light, and one grabbed the

spear.

The power of the stars, such as the explosion of the Milky Way, blasted the

spear to pieces with a bang.

From the broken spear, billowing black air suddenly gushed out, like a beacon

fire and wolf smoke, with the breath of blood and fire, and the cry of

fighting rose to the sky.

A strange figure, half man and half beast, two stories high, immediately

appeared in the air.

This figure is like a monster with blood and mud flowing all over, with a

hideous wolf head on its head, human torso, wolf claws on both hands, but

sheep hooves on both feet.

As soon as it appeared at this time, a demon wind burst into the air, and evil

spirits rose to the sky.

The void around him was constantly distorting, and a series of terrifying

faces emerged, yelling at Chu Yan with a sharp voice, enough to tear a

person's eardrums in an instant.

"A dead soul condensed from devil energy and resentment."

Chu Yan swept his eyes and recognized the essence of this strange human form.

Chu Yan had encountered similar dead souls before.

It's just that the dead souls he encountered at that time were all too weak,

and even he only needed a shock from his blood to disperse directly.

But the dead soul in front of him is not ordinary.

It was formed by the blood and resentment after the fall of the Great Sage of

the Monster Race and the True Immortal. It was extremely powerful, and even

condensed a body. It was extremely powerful, overbearing, and ordinary true

fairyland. It would not be his opponent.

The soul roared, and in an instant, rounds of black scorching sun appeared all

around, one after another, like a long river, pouring down towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's hands and sword pointed, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Sword two style!"

A silver light shone from the center of the eyebrow.

At first, it was just a thread as thin as a hair. In a flash, it was like a

sharp cutting yin and yang, shredded and burned all the black sun.

Rumble! The flames burned the heavens, and countless voids were melted,

disintegrated, and continued to collapse.

Chu Yan's figure resembles a meteor, oppressing the void, shattering the

universe, and coming to the dead soul.

The black soul has no face.

Its head, like a squirming black mud, burst out with beast-like roars, which

is extremely shocking.

Seeing Chu Yan rushing forward, the body of the dead soul suddenly stretched.

Its body split from the middle, and there were densely packed, unknowingly

many fangs, like a big mouth, a black hole, swallowed towards Chu Yan.

"court death!"

Chu Yan let out a cold and blasted a punch.

This punch, like a dragon, like a tiger, like a beast rushing, like a volcanic

eruption, provokes the force of the sky and the earth.

A piece of sky was hit and collapsed.

In the void, countless cracks continued to spread.

Bang! The body of the dead soul was immediately smashed and gushing everywhere

like muddy water.

From the body of the blasted soul, a book flew out.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and took the shot in the air.

Starting with the booklet, it suddenly felt cold.

Said it is a book, but it is actually a bamboo slip.

Chu Yan opened the bamboo slip, and suddenly saw that it was filled with

obscure text.

However, Chu Yan happened to have read these words when he read the book

before, knowing that this is a rare race-the words handed down by the Polar

Ice Clan.

The tribe of the Polar Ice Clan, each generation is born with a bloodline

unique to the race, and possesses an extremely cold natural physique. They are

cultivators and belong to the human race.

Obviously, this booklet is the relic of a polar Yuebing tribe who resisted the

monster tribe.

This relic is not only a record of magical powers, but also a powerful magic

weapon.

After the people of this tribe fell, the blood and grievances condensed in

this place were attached to this powerful magic weapon, and turned into

tangible souls.

Chu Yan's eyes swept away, and the twisted and twisted words on the slips,

like a heavenly book, became extremely common in the blessing of the wisdom of

the way.

Soon, Chu Yan knew the magical powers recorded on the slips.

He read the content silently in his heart, and Chu Yan raised his hand, and

suddenly, the sky burst open, and an inverted iceberg fell from the sky,

piercing the ground directly, and pierced in.

Crackling! Tens of thousands of miles of the earth was immediately frozen, and

then burst open.

A series of red or black tornado hurricanes soared into the sky, roaring

loudly and exuding a thick monster air.

On these tornadoes, a grinning face was condensed, and Chu Yan's blood-red

eyes stared at Chu Yan, as if he was going to peel and tear him away.